Upon a farm I grew up sometimes we worked from dawn to dusk. Work that wasn't always easy. Animals to feed, crops to tend. I loved it so much to me it was a game. We were taught to work hard in every thing we did. If we weren't obedient we were spanked.
School did not come easy, though I really loved it. I was picked on and made fun of. until I met him, my knight in shining armor. I worked hard and carried a full load and finished high school in 3 years. Little did I know on a day that started out so prefect. The sun shining so bright as we walked across the stage to receive out diploma, would bring me my first real heart break. I talk on the phone for so long to the one I loved.
As the sun was fading, I was told to pack my bags I was being sent away, to help my sister was their excuse. No time to tell him I was going, no chance to say I love you, once more. No good bye, no wait for me, I'll be back. I wrote and wrote, but nothing back, I did not understand why.
With broken heart I cried and cried. They didn't understand, they thought we were to young. To marry yes but not to love so truly. I thought you forgot me, so I moved on the best I could. My life felt empty, I had left part of my heart with you. I had always been strong with you, but I think I lost my will, my strength. I put on my smile for those around and I survived for that is what I do.
Even though one time I was so sick I almost died. I was picked on and made fun of in school. and though I was raped twice at 17 and 18, and one of them at knife point. The thing that really hurt me most was losing the one I loved, the one who held my heart. It was the one pain I always carried hidden in my heart. The memory of his love though carried me through the pain of the others.
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wildfiredreamer
Prompt:
TRUTH: the worst thing that happened to you in your childhood ( i say childhood ends at 18 so use that as a deadline)
my answer would be losing my first true love, and not cause either of us chose to end it.
I finally did meet someone else and fall in love again, and marry. but for thirty years I have carried the memory of that pain.
A contest entry
- Truth Or Dare by HereComesTheSun.
450 points, ended October 16, 2008, 20 entries
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Comments
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you really need to let me teach you how to shoot a gun and use a knife in this world . God loves us and expects us to take care of ourselves is all I can figure out .. This makes me want to cry.


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aww! omg its amazing how a heart can break and be more horrible than even rape...very touching <3


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Amazing what God can do
and to know he put your true love back into your life after so many years
loved this...blessings always ~Trisha~


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speachless!!
You've penned here with so much sadness, a memory taken and stored never forgoten, a cherished love taken from you but never from your heart, My sister i am sorry for your pain and loss, But Our God is a great redeemer, as we have both found for He cares for even the birds in the air,
Well Done
Much love
Rend

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thanks you sis
The memory of that one special boy carried me through so many years. after being raped I could look back and remember that not all guys were evil, and so many other pains.
Our pains and trails have been different, but God has been with us both and His love will always be there. and I'm glad He has connected us here
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this is sad but you made it through with God's help
i love you


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yes dear I made it through, God is gracious.
I love you too precious one


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i love how this was almost a diary entry, i love how it was told from the heart and told well great work
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thanks, it helped to think on what a wonderful life i really did have, with what some kids go through today, I feel I was truly blessed.
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